Chemo Week #2

Wow... I can't believe week #2 of my chemo treatment has almost come and gone. I have to say that I was better prepared for this one. I have the tendency to psych myself out and then I end up feeling worse! This week, I tried really hard to not do that this past week and it did help a bit. I still felt like shit on Friday/Saturday/Sunday, and I was still not able to sleep right... my body feel like it's been hit by a truck. Not that I know what that really feels like, but I'm assuming getting hit by a truck feels like that. My head has been pounding like crazy and I'm afraid people think my smiles are starting to look a little forced, which they have been for like maybe 25% of the time. What I TOTALLY LOATHE and DESPISE is having to get poked twice a week (for blood work and for chemo)... I do not like needles. I have grown to tolerate them since I have to do this, but they are definitely not my favorite thing in the world. I complain a lot, but I suppose, in the big scheme of things, I'm one of the lucky ones. And I thank my lucky stars that this is happening to me and not another member of my family. I have funny/quirky way of looking at things, and dealing with things, and I don't think my family members (no offense to anyone) would be able to deal with something like this... well maybe my mom, but she is Wonder Woman, she can do anything! And I have just and AMAZING support group. From family members to friends to co-workers and my employer. Everyone has come together to make me comfortable. I couldn't ask for a greater group of people. And though I do have my bad days, my ugly days, and my whiny days, for the most part, my support group keeps me positive. Love, peace, and don't forget to sign up to be my minion!

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